They moved me around like a little doll, placing me gently on the bed so I could lie on my back, my head tilted back over the edge of the mattress. Red mouthed at my breasts, sucking at my tender nipples while his hand gently stroked the flat of my stomach. Dylan settled between my knees, spreading them apart so he could lick hungrily at my clit. He drew tight circles against me with the tip of his tongue, eventually pressing his fingers inside to work in tandem with his mouth. While they worked their magic, Cash stood just above my head, tapping the head of his cock against my lips.
“Open up for me, baby.”
“Mmmm,” I purred, parting my lips to take him in.
In an amazing display of self-control, Cash went slowly, giving me plenty of time to adjust to the angle and the thickness of his shaft. His cock was hot and heavy on my tongue, my own taste lingering on his skin.
“Fuck, baby,” he moaned. “Such a good girl. Look at you, taking me all the way.”
Even though my jaw was a little sore, his encouragement was intoxicating enough that I craved more. Cash fucked my mouth slowly, carefully, never giving me more than I could handle.
“Taste so fucking good,” Dylan mumbled between my thighs. “So nice and sweet.”
My hips bucked. I could feel myself drawing close again, a familiar coil of heat growing with intensity deep within my core. It was overwhelming at times, but I trusted them wholeheartedly. It was liberating, relinquishing control, submitting myself to their care. I came at the same time as Cash, allowing his hot seed to spill down my throat as waves of ecstasy flooded my veins.
They moved me again. This time Red grabbed me by the waist. He flipped me over, propping a pillow beneath my stomach as Dylan circled around to play with my hair.
“You’re going to take it nice and deep for me,” Red murmured against my shoulder blade, spreading my legs apart as he sa nk his cock into me.
I gripped the sheets, whining as he split me open. His thrusts were slow but deep. Every snap of his hips sent sparks flying inside me, every nerve ending alight. I was seriously starting to work up a sweat, the intensity of my pleasure turning my bones to jelly. When Red slipped a hand beneath me to brush his fingers against my clit, I was a goner.
“Fuck,” I hissed against the sheets. “God, I love how full you make me feel.”
“Gettin’ close,” he huffed. The sound of our skin slapping together only served to make me that much wetter. “Gonna come inside you. You’re going to be a good girl and take every last drop for me. Ain’t that right, honey?”
I nodded. “Give it to me, Red. Give it all to me. Just like that. Just like—”
His final thrust was so powerful that it knocked the air from my lungs. He spilled into me as promised, my pussy clenching around him to claim everything he had to give. Red’s low groan rumbled in my chest. “That’s my girl.”
I immediately missed his warmth when he pulled out. I whined, hating the sudden emptiness.
Dylan hushed me sweetly. “I’m here, sweetheart. Don’t worry. We’re not through with you yet.” He rolled me over onto my side, lying down behind me. He gripped my thigh and spread my legs as he fucked into me, the new angle setting off fireworks deep within my core.
My eyes rolled back. I was hyper aware of the sound of my breathing, my desperate moans, the rush of blood past my ears. I was lost to my senses, enraptured by the taste of Cash on my tongue, the feel of Red’s hands on my sensitive skin, and the smell of Dylan’s earthy body wash filling my no se.
Dylan came with me, swallowing my broken cry with a deep kiss. The tips of my fingers and toes were tingling, my heart racing so fast I was worried it might burst.
My men scooped me up, spoiling me with featherlight caresses, sweet kisses, and soft words.
“Beautiful,” Cash murmured, planting a kiss on my palm.
“Did you guys…” I swallowed, coming down from my high slowly. “Did I make you feel good?”
Dylan chuckled. “You made us feel amazing, sweetheart. That was wonderful.”
Red kissed my temple, the top of my head. “Definitely the best victory lap I’ve ever had.”
I smiled, eyes fluttering shut as exhaustion seeped into my muscles, my bones. It wasn’t long before I fell asleep, wrapped safely in three sets of solid, muscular arms.
It wasn’t until the early hours of the morning that I finally stirred, rudely awakened by the sound of my phone vibrating like crazy on the bedside table. I tried rolling over to grab it, but Cash had securely tied me up in his hold, nuzzling into my hair with his long legs somehow entwined between mine.
Maybe the C in Cash stands for Cuddler.
“Cash,” I mumbled. “You have to let me go.”
He held me that much tighter, mumbling against my shoulder. “I don’thaveto.”
I laughed softly, patting his arm. “Baby, what if it’s important?”